I was reading a bunch of poems about six months ago in our paper and thought “I can write one of those” so I banged one out in about two minutes and submitted it to the local newspaper…I totally forgot about it and to my surprise, it was published last week. I dont think the average person would appreciate it but you guys arent the average person…its simple, yet makes you think about why we do (multisport) what we do and when do we stop doing what we are doing…check it out.
A WORLD OF STRIDES
A world of strides, pedal rotations and
crawl strokes
Purgatorial perpetual forward motion
When does it end
Never?
To stop is to die
—JEFF DONATELLO, Eliot, Maine